My lifeline came to me in the form of my best friend that day. I was late to the bus after calling my mom. The phone call made hearing the news harder. “Paige, it 's Pam. She just passed away. I 'm so sorry, honey. I love you,” my mom said, choking back tears. My mom had already texted my best friend Taylor, and told her I would really need somebody right now. I made the long walk to the back of the bus, tears streaming down my face, but still managing to hold myself together. I didn 't make eye contact with Taylor, who sat across from me, because I was trying not to sob and I knew seeing a sympathetic glance my direction would make me lose all control I currently had over my …show more content…
I figured I would just be alone in my room all night, and probably end up crying some more. I walked up my stairs, threw my basketball bag on my floor, and just plopped on my bed. Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on my door, and I heard, “Paige? I 'm coming in, okay?” It was Taylor, holding a plate of fresh-out-of-the-oven pigs in a blanket and a carton of cotton candy ice cream, my favorite. She stayed with me that night and let me talk for what was probably hours about Pam and memories. She sacrificed her whole Friday night, just to make sure I would be